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[tibetanmethod]

[ Out of Milliways, and into Twin Peaks:

Everybody's going to need a witness
Everybody's going to need a little backup
In case the scene gets nasty ]

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[dark_dancer]

(OOM:

mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it
tries to make her proud

Or, a look at the family Cata left behind six years ago.

Or, holy shit I've been playing her long enough not to have to time-warp this.)

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[the_lioness]

[OOM:

Carol Danvers catches Squire Alan in a compromising position.

Or a compromising set of clothes, anyway.

Comedic misunderstandings ensue.

Carol does what she's good at and saves the day -- for the price of a very dear confession.]

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[sunbaked_baker]

Sunshine knows she should have gone home ages ago. Should have prepared and left to face the Goddess of Pain while she still felt as though she were on solid ground. But she had been comfortable, at the time, and couldn't have known how things would change.

Now she's caught between the urge to get away from this place, and the urge to wait until she feels more sure of herself before she returns home. It seems the only times she can find some distance is when she goes on her run around the lake at dawn, or when she trains in the forest.

Today, Sunshine is doing the latter, out past the baseball diamond, in the clearing where the Merlin's Circle is burned into the grass. Two vaguely humanoid shapes of animate earth and water fight against her. She fights back, dodging out of the way of their swift attacks, and striking when she has an opening. Exertion and sweat has loosed some of her hair from its ponytail, the humidity making it frizz into a fuzzy corona about her head, but she doesn't stop. Not yet.

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[electro_kinetic]

Crouched on the beach, in the wet sand, is a Noriko; she's got her shoes tossed out past the wave-line and a plastic toy walking along the beach perpendicular--more or less--to the wind. She's just thinking as she watches the oddly insect-like gait, pacing it and watching for the water sloshing up the shore so it won't get swamped.

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[forgottenmotley]

The door to the bar opens and the Fool comes half running, half stumbling inside.

Following him are sheep.

About a half dozen of them.

Following the sheep is Jocundus barking happily as if this is the best thing in his life, ever. Like really. Ever.

The Fool makes it to the other side of the bar and flings open the door.

The sheep are herded out by Jocundus as the Fool watches.

He whistles and Jocundus comes running back, tail still wagging.

Then, as if nothing happened, the Fool shuts the door and wanders over to the bar to get a drink.

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[lt_blade]

It was a passing thought really. Busy as she was, Sonya did enjoy a respite in the library at milliways, when she found a book titled Women in American Military History, 1776-1918 on the shelves. She found herself thinking back to her conversation with Cosette. Once thing led to another.

Getting a pen and paper, she wrote a small note for the the young lady-

"Ms. Fauchelevent, 

I found these books in the library and given our last conversation, I thought they'd lean for some interesting insight. Next time we meet, I'm hoping we'll be able to discuss them.

With regards,
Lieutenant Sonya Blade.

This she folded onto of a pile of four books that she's found on the subject: .
Women in American Military History, 1776-1918
Serving Our Country: Japanese American Women in the Military during World War II
She Went to the Field: Women Soldiers of the Civil War
The Women of the French Revolution.

"Ms. Bar, next time Cosette arrives in the bar, could you give these to her, along with the note?" The books and note vanish. "Thank you."

She couldn't stay long, but it was long enough to do some reading before leaving through her door.